You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

Cha Shiyin is not self-proclaiming or intimidating, he is really not interested in helping the royal family.

The way of heaven is not benevolent, the way of heaven has no relatives, and the way of heaven is selfless.

A long period of time has already washed away Cha Shiyin's "benevolence" to the point of thinning. Even though he still thinks he is a human being, he can no longer regard other Huiyao people as compatriots.

In his eyes, apart from the oath made a thousand years ago and the distant obsession, there is nothing in the world worth caring about, and the Huiyao people are no different from the barbarians, even if he has a better perception of the Huiyao people, but a name The thick barrier for 'time' has long been between him and all mortals, and no one in this world can understand him.

Time is the elixir that heals all wounds and the poison that kills all emotions.

Honor and disgrace, pity, blood, love, friendship, sex, sense of justice, supreme power... These mortals' desires and desires cannot restrain him at all. For two thousand years, Cha Shiyin has been an emperor, killed pigs, greeted guests at the Red Dream Place, beggars leaning on bamboo, had unforgettable love affairs, and wasted decades of time just because of a promise. Seek to satisfy the heroic spirit in your heart.

He was also a knight who committed a lot of money to kill people, a politician who cared about the country and the people, a husband who was a virtuous wife, a teacher who taught and educate people; he was also a gang leader who ruled the underground world, a profiteer who cares about the world, and a group of wives and concubines. ghost……

It's not that Cha Shiyin has become ruthless because he claims to be superior, but that time has made him superior, and he has to become ruthless. If he is not merciful, how can he face the passing of countless relatives and friends; if he is not merciful, how can he experience thousands of times of joys and sorrows; if he is not merciful, how can he accept that he is also a garbage that cannot change the world?

The reason why Cha Shiyin scolded so freely just now was because he had scolded himself over and over in countless nights of repentance and pain a thousand years ago.

Yes, these rulers are rubbish, they are trash, but why is his immortal Cha Shiyin not rubbish, not rubbish, not a mediocre person who survives?

It's just that Cha Shiyin has long recognized the cruelty of reality and accepted the fact that he is powerless.

He is an immortal person, an unkind person, a relativeless person, and a selfless person, but after all, he is a human being, not the way of heaven, let alone a god.

He can't save everyone, how pale justice is in front of time, and mercy can only let out a worthless wailing under the rolling of fate.

One thousand and two hundred years ago, the Crown Prince of the East Palace was murdered by poison for no apparent reason. When the emperor was angry, he buried a million corpses. The whole family cried and cried all the way. Everywhere in Yanjing cried and mourned. In the past, the three parties were in chaos, and troops were brought into the capital. Tens of thousands of troops fought recklessly in Yanjing, and the people were devastated. Cha Shiyin watched. , Cha Shiyin watched.

It's not that he doesn't want to save people, but he can only save a small number of people, and most of the others deserve to die? Whether they can survive or not depends on whether they have the luck to meet Cha Shiyin?

unfair.

This is not fair.

Therefore, Cha Shiyin chose to separate himself, calmly examine the sufferings of the world, and watch mortals accept the fair trial of fate. Perhaps the first time he was watching was just because he was slack, because he was downcast, because he was in a bad mood, but once Cha Shiyin chose to sit in the seat of the bystander, he would never leave.

Because at that moment, he discovered that this was the only fairness he could give.

Because at that moment, he realized that he was not human at all.

He is just an alien in human skin, a Heavenly Dao whose conscience has not yet been wiped out, a powerless god, and an observer who walks in the long river of time. The long years have turned him into an inhuman being, he has no compassion for any creature, and can calmly watch them move towards the fairest fate - death.

Ming Jiexi's guess is just the tip of the iceberg. For Cha Shiyin, life is better than death. In fact, it is an unrequited joy. What's really cruel and sad is that Cha Shiyin has unknowingly accepted his own changes and took the initiative to step into the world. A lonely journey with no companions and no end.

Back to the present.

Since he chose to watch from the sidelines, there is no reason for him to take action now. To him, the people of Yanjing today are no more noble and important than those who came four hundred years ago, seven hundred years ago, and 1200 years ago.

Those people were all buried under the wheel of history, so why are you worthy of my saving?

Facing Cha Shiyin's unfathomable eyes, everyone looked at each other in dismay, Ming Chao Yan raised his hand cautiously and asked, "Well, shouldn't the sword bearer be the one who obeys the royal family?"

"Theoretically, the troops from other areas should not enter the capital without mobilizing orders." Cha Shiyin said with a smile: "How to make others obey your orders is an inexhaustible knowledge that the emperors of all dynasties cannot exhaust."

"What's more, the sword-wielding line has an equal relationship with the royal family. Unless the holy sword is in the air, the sword-wielding line will not appear in front of the royal family. Let me think about it, the record of the last contact between the sword-wielding line and the royal family... ...and it was five hundred years ago."

"So, do you want to hear interesting answers from us before you die?"

Everyone looked at the Mingyue Banquet in horror, but Mingyue Banquet did not have the slightest scruples, and said coldly: "It is also your idea to seek the sword and compete for the throne, right? Although Sister Shuangli said that you wanted to protect us, the sword-seeking competition was held, but in the In my opinion, there is no lack of protection, but the reason for the sword-seeking competition is more because you think it's 'interesting', right?"

"As expected of a feast under the moon." Cha Shiyin said with a smile: "The insight is really outstanding."

"Feast under the moon?" Everyone blinked.

Mingyueyan was stunned: "Have you... read my book?"

"I have collected every single one of your works, and even bought a few books for the white box as a collection, and the amount of borrowing is not bad." Cha Shiyin said: "The Lunar Banquet is beautifully written, the emotions are delicate, and the plot is straightforward and refreshing. , can be said to be the most surprising author in recent years - if you are willing to write some more popular novels, you will surely become a famous writer."

The sisters couldn't help but laugh, some because they knew that Mingyue Banquet wrote a little yellow book, while others were simply the pseudonym of Xiao Mingyue Banquet.

Mingyue Banquet was completely despairing, and she actually exposed her evil, charming and maddened pseudonym in front of several elders and bigwigs. Even if they haven't read it, but after a little investigation, they must know that she has written novels like "Celebrity Collection"!

What is social death? This is social death!

"You're right. The main reason why I hold a sword-seeking competition is because I think it's very interesting."

Cha Shiyin leaned against the chair and said calmly, "It's really a pleasure to see you young people studying, falling in love, and squandering their youth on campus."

"But not everything can be happy and interesting." Ming Taolang bravely looked at Cha Shiyin: "We are no longer children."

"Growing up doesn't mean sacrifice."

"But growing up means taking more responsibilities." Ming Qingyun, who rubbed the leopard cat's head, said: "I'm also very scared, and I also want to go to school tomorrow, play with my classmates, and chat with the scabbard... But if you need me Contribute my strength, I am afraid I will resolutely accept my destiny after hesitating."

"No one is born to save others."

"But there is no innocent person who should accept the trampling of fate for granted." Ming Dailan took a deep breath and asked loudly, "Sword holder, why don't you want to save Yanjing? You hate ordinary people in Yanjing. ?"

"No, I don't hate them." Cha Shiyin glanced at Ling Jiangli and the others: "I don't even hate you who are incompetent. Incompetence is not a derogatory term, it's just a neutral judgment, not enough to arouse my disgust."

"That--"

"I don't hate it, but it's a long distance away." Ming Shuiyun said, "You really have no reason to save those strangers you haven't seen before, so you want to find a reason to save them from us."

"The answer is correct." Cha Shiyin smiled and said, "Then we should also get to the point - first of all, who among you is willing to take over this mess and become the beacon queen in a chaotic world?"

No one answered.

"Then the other way round - who wouldn't?"

No one responded either.

"Neither forward nor backward, to be honest, this is quite a deduction. But after all, this is a life-long decision, and I can understand your hesitation." Cha Shiyin stroked the holy sword Huiyao and asked, "Then let Let me help you decide."

"Taolang Palace, can only live in the imperial court, immersed in the sea of ​​memorials all day, and is submerged in countless state affairs every day, every move will affect the fate of countless people, do you feel happy about this kind of life? Is it interesting?"

Ming Taolang was slightly startled and remained silent.

"Although we are no longer children, fun is still our first criterion. You are not the kind of caged bird that can live in the sky, you have a destiny that is more suitable for you." Cha Shiyin smiled.

"Dai Lan Gong, if you become the emperor, then it's your turn to protect the boy who destroys Tang Ya. Fighting for power, intrigue, intrigue, these political struggles can easily make people grow old. If you don't believe me, look at the difference in appearance between the principal and the first assistant. ."

Ming Dailan glanced at Cha Huan and Ling Jiangli subconsciously, Cha Huan raised her head proudly, Ling Jiangli was expressionless, but she was so frightened that she quickly shook her head.

"Being a carefree beautiful girl who doesn't want to work hard and wants to be happy is a great ambition, please continue to persevere." Cha Shiyin raised his eyebrows: "You do have the capital to be carefree. He won't let you frown once before you die."

"Qingyun Palace, Yanjing is not a good place to keep a leopard cat. I think Fenglu is sending this kitten to you because he knows your calm and uncontested temperament, and let it bite those who dare to bully you. villain."

Ming Qingyun nodded slightly and said, "I'm really not suitable... I'll quit."

Cha Shiyin looked at Mingyue Banquet.

"The Moon Banquet Palace, the water of the transformation of thousands of faces, should be taken away by Haiman."

Mentioning the thousand faces with no bones left, Mingyueyan couldn't help but redden her eyes, rubbed her eyes and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Although it was an unintentional move, after the imprint of the holy sword connected you and Qianmian, it also engraved an indistinct imprint on the water of metamorphosis. That is to say, although the water of metamorphosis can be ever-changing, with the holy sword The connection of the imprint, you may be able to find the sea barbarian taking the water of transformation in the crowd-"

"I will recycle the water of metamorphosis." Mingyue Banquet said: "His relics must not be taken away by those barbarians."

"That's good, if the Huiyao people get the water of metamorphosis, at most they are cheating money and sex. However, when the barbarians get the water of metamorphosis, they have the opportunity to steal the latest technology of Huiyao, and even steal from human beings. High-level, selling the country and the barbarians... Even if you don't recycle it, the sword-wielding line will send someone to recycle it."

Cha Shiyin looked at Ming Chaoyan: "Chaoyan Palace, don't force yourself, close your eyes and doze off. You are still growing up, so it's none of your business here."

Ming Dynasty Yan nodded in relief, closed her eyes directly next to the bookshelf next to her, and her breathing calmed down after a while - staying up all night last night was exhausting for her fifteen-year-old.

"Then, in this way... only the Shuangli Palace, which is favored by the royal court, and the Shuiyun Palace, which ranks first in points, are left."

Cha Shiyin lowered his eyelids: "To be honest, no matter who among you is on the throne, I can accept it... Shuangli Palace, are you interested in creating miracles to save the world?"

"Ah?" Ming Shuangli seemed to be wandering all the time. He raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, but soon lowered his head again, wondering what he was thinking.

Cha Shiyin didn't say anything, on the contrary, he made Jiangli and other cabinet ministers really look strange, but the empress dowager didn't say anything, and they could only hold back.

Cha Shiyin was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for Ming Shuangli's reply. After several minutes, Ming Shuangli asked in a low voice, "If no one is in charge of the holy sword Huiyao, what will happen?"

"The army from the five districts invaded the capital, and there may not be many casualties at the beginning, and even the army in the outer district did not commit any crimes, giving people the illusion that they are just here to preside over justice." Ling Jiangli said calmly: "But they didn't come to do it after all. Charity, but fighting for power and profit, meddling with the throne, and soon they will fight each other and fight each other."

"Once there is a fight, they can't wear their friendly masks. Soldiers can't tell whether you are an enemy army or a civilian, let alone whether it's a civilian residence or an enemy army fortification. Yanjing will be burnt to the ground, and countless people will be like quilts. Soldiers were shaved, bustling streets turned into battlefields, and ponds filled with corpses."

"That group of people from the outskirts will not cherish this thousand-year-old capital, nor will they pity the compatriots who live here. In order to prevent the revival of the royal family, they will first raise the butcher's knife to the royal family..."

"Okay, Ling Shoufu." Cha Shiyin said, "Is it interesting to scare a child?"

Ling Jiangli did not refute and stayed silently aside.

"If no one raises the holy sword, will Yanjing become miserable?" Ming Shuangli muttered.

Cha Shiyin: "Yes."

"Will the court be destroyed?"

"Yes."

"The royal family will be... slaughtered?"

"Yes."

"Kinki will become a land of war?"

"Yes."

"The world will never be peaceful from now on?"

"There will be no peace in twenty years."

Ming Shuangli clenched the crazy mask in his hand, his expression was extremely tangled and painful: "I, I..."

She bit her lip~www.wuxiaspot.com~ bowed her head heavily: "I'm sorry!"

Cha Shiyin shook his head: "No one needs to apologize for not being brave enough."

"It's not that I'm not brave, I, I'm just..." Mingshuang Li was speechless and looked unspeakable.

Cha Shiyin felt something, and looked at Cha Huan. The old principal said: "Nie Ruo has been wearing the mad mask for too long, and has been ravaged and unable to resist. Although he was rescued, his spirit was too deeply corroded by the mad mask, and he was half mad and half awake. Only when Shuangli Palace stayed by the side, he Just calm down and regain your senses.”

"Survival for one person may require more courage than sacrifice for many people." Cha Shiyin said calmly: "People don't live to watch those people you don't know applaud you, the people you love in this world. Although not many, but there are very few people who love you."

Although Ming Shuangli was still a little tangled, his eyes showed firmness and he nodded lightly.

"In this way, all the pressure is on you, Shuiyun Palace."

Cha Shiyin looked at Ming Shuiyun: "Besides you, there is no other candidate."